Unspeakable bubbles

If an outsider and a grassland person marry, their offspring will inevitably have 'it' in their bodies.

What exactly is it?

Why does it only exist in the blood of grassland people?

Various thoughts surfaced in Agudamu's mind, and he even had an extremely blasphemous conjecture.

No, I can't think about it anymore.

Surely there must be some other, more reasonable explanation.

Yes, right, that astrologer!

That's right, that explains it!

Oh, I see. Why didn't I think of that sooner? Hahaha.

It's not a big deal. It's easier to accept the 'facts' than to doubt your own God or question Mahakala.

The fact is that not only did his years of meditation have no effect, but it also caused his mental state to become abnormal!

There is nothing terrible lurking in the blood of the grassland people.

My body is normal, and there is nothing wrong with me.

No problem! No problem!

Everything was just my own delusion; it was just that I had gone mad.

The moment he realized he had gone mad, Agudamu's martial arts skills plummeted.

He went from being the strongest of the strong to barely being called a grandmaster.

Despite his cultivation level plummeting, Agudamu smiled with relief.

Whether your realm has been lowered or not, what's the point of having such a high realm?

Now it's quiet.

Finally, I could no longer feel it.

If nothing unexpected happens, Agudamu will probably live a peaceful life in his later years.

Although he no longer possessed the strength to dominate the world, all it took was for Agudamu to say, "Sain and his group were seriously injured before, and I am not in good health now."

At that time, who in the entire grassland would dare to touch him?

Agudamu has done a great service to the grasslands. Anyone who makes trouble for this "declining" old man is making trouble for all the grassland warriors who admire him!

In fact, when Agudamu heard rumors that Baoyin wanted to challenge him, he was already prepared to do so.

However......

One day, Agudamu suddenly woke up from his sleep, covered in sweat and with his face contorted.

Yes, it's that feeling again, 'it's back!

Saying it came back isn't quite accurate, because 'it' never left in the first place.

Agudamu immediately realized something was wrong.

Compared to before, it seems to have just woken up from hibernation and is now exceptionally active!

It seemed to be making a declaration, frantically asserting its presence.

It may have been psychological, but Agudamu even experienced auditory hallucinations.

"whee"

Hehehe

Hehehehe

They're laughing! They're laughing!!!

Agudamu covered his head; he was on the verge of collapse!

"Disaster! Disaster is about to happen."

"We need to find a way to stop it, we need to find a way."

"What should we do? Someone, someone save me! Someone save me! Someone save us!"

Overnight, Agudamu's hair turned white, and he embarked on another journey with trepidation.

He soon discovered the unusual situation on the grassland.

A contagious disease known as heat spot disease spread rapidly across the grasslands.

This disease does not appear to be fatal; those infected only experience fever, weakness in the limbs, and the appearance of irregular black spots on their bodies.

Agudamu did not believe this was an ordinary infectious disease; he visited those who were infected.

However, after only a short while, Agudamu found an excuse and hurriedly fled.

Laughter was everywhere, terrifying laughter, laughter that heralded death, cold and merciless laughter.

Surrounded by laughter, the things within Agudamu's body also began to stir.

"escape!"

"escape!!"

Agudamu ran and ran.

Incredibly, at this moment, Agudamu's mind was unusually clear.

He thought of a certain legend—

Legend has it that when the Great Black Heaven first descended, there was a powerful figure from the grasslands who, relying on his superior cultivation, spoke disrespectfully of the Great Black Heaven in his daily life.

People around him tried to persuade him, but he just laughed it off.

Not long after, this powerful man inexplicably contracted a strange illness.

First, I felt feverish all over and weak in my limbs.

Then, black spots appeared on his body.

Needless to say, he was punished by the Great Black Heaven for his usual disrespect.

The story ends with a mythical twist, saying that after realizing his mistake, the strong man went to Mahakala to beg for forgiveness.

Mahakala is naturally merciful, and He forgave the offender's sin.

The grassland warrior wept bitterly. He had forgiven him, but he could not forgive himself.

To atone for his sins, he instantly transformed into a black flower, which will forever bloom at the feet of Krishna.

Alas, praise be to Mahakala!

Section 252, Chapter 251: The Third Great Power

This story was originally intended to portray the benevolent side of Mahakala, but considering the current situation on the grasslands...

Agudamu felt a chill run through his heart!

In the end, the warrior turned into a flower. Could this be a metaphor?

Ultimately, the warrior's life as a human ended when he turned into a flower. Does that mean everyone will die?

Who has such power to control the life and death of the grassland people?

Who can bring back mythological stories on a large scale?

All signs made it impossible for Agudamu to deceive himself any longer.

He never went crazy; he was just running away.

"Great Black Heaven, why have you unleashed such a catastrophe?"

"The grassland people are your subjects, why, why..."

"Could it be that what Harbala said is true, and the steppe people are nothing more than your slaves?"

"Heavens, are you really going to abandon us?"

Agudamu's faith was shattered, he lost his sense of time, and wandered aimlessly forward in a daze.

Until he encountered the Kheshig army squad and the new generation of super strongmen of the grasslands.

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Agudamu put aside his thoughts; even now, he was merely a man whose faith was shattered.

He still had one last hope for Daikokuten.

“O God, if there is to be punishment, punish those in power who have offended you and whose eyes are blinded by their own selfish desires.”

"The people of the grasslands are innocent."

"Have mercy, please have mercy."

The old man slowly knelt down on the ground, praying continuously.

He was praying for the safety of his compatriots, and he was also guarding his faith in his final moments.

Most people on the Great Plains were unaware of the impending catastrophe. Even the witch doctors, who had the worst predictions about the heat rash, probably could not imagine how terrible it truly was.

On the eve of the storm, people were oblivious to the fact that they were enjoying their daily lives.

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"Bagan, I'm so sorry."

"Oh, it's nothing. I lost anyway, so it's normal to get a few bruises."

Bagen rode a horse, and the little girl sat behind him.

To understand why they came out together, we have to go back three days.

After Bubble defeated Bagen, the Hada tribe selectively forgot about the sheep that had been killed by Crusher No. 3.

It's clearly not a good idea for a wizard and a powerful warrior to offend them over a few sheep.